[ He ducks his head. Three years down the line and he still feels like the kid who had a dragon fly over his back yard and ask to see his grandmother. ]

Thank you, Father.

[ He stands, hefting Yuka up to you, where the little girl places a kiss on the nearest scale. ]

We'd stay longer, but I think we should see the rest of the family [ read: everyone he can fit into the day before handing her off to Nico. ] before I go patrol tonight. See you at Mass tomorrow?